Why do you ride ?

A Zen teacher once asked his students why they rode bicycles. One said he rode to carry potatoes. Another cycled to observe the world. A third said it cleared the mind, and a fourth said cycling put him in harmony with all sentient beings. The Zen master was pleased, but when the fifth replied, “I ride my bicycle to ride my bicycle,” the teacher sat at the student’s feet and said, “I am your student.”

Funny thing is they never tell the other half of the story ......

Said student then told the teacher he was a crap teather and promptly asked for his scholarship fees to be returned .... the other students then realised that they should be studying something useful that would earn them money, like a trade or engineering. Subsequently the teacher went broke and lost his house. Shortly after became a common drunk drinking "Zen Lightening" secretly wishing he bothered studying something useful.

Eventually he died of liver disease and no one cared because he was a old hairy smelly tramp that smelt of poo.